When Fantasies Become Reality

At times like this when it seems like the whole world has forsaken this little deviant, it's the simple pleasures of life that cheers her up.

I keep thinking of how we're gonna spend our sweet day out soaking our feet in the fountain, the pretty-coloured mosaic beneath our feet, the warm giant source of heat and sparse clouds against rolling blue skies above our heads, and sweet company right beside each other.

I can't wait to bring you there my dear! It better be deserted so we can splash around in there all day! Beats the boring old beaches anytime. Those unpleasantries that wouldn't budge from the back of our heads would vapourise in seconds! And I think, we'll be happy there. (:

I'm actually anticipating this as much as my trip to HK. Lol. There's this old-school charm about mosiac fountains (and bathing in them) that sends my pulse racing.

CAN'T WAIT! WE SHALL OWN THE PRETTAYE FOUNTAINS! |

about

Currently eighteen, and waiting for my angsty phase to run out. I'm a slave to books, to unfortunate circumstances like "exams" and "assignments". My expertise is my 100 decibel scream and barking laughter. I'm profoundly in love with NYC, and there isn't a second in which I don't wish for a life there.

This is not entertainment nor a place too seek for deep musings.This is the highly selective, highly biased, highly opinionated account of my life. I just write, as I feel. No, not think. Feel.

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